Nobody is pure.
Everything is broken or simulated.
Who can show me truth
In a handful of dust?
Trust yourself, if you will
But beware the stealth
Of love that finds you
Sleeping
Nothing is real.
The concept of reality
Died a hard death
Several ages past
Time for tea
Now. Now we will take
Tea together and talk
About sapphires, garlic,
Mules.
Tell me about the robot
Mules back home....
On your planet
Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 12:43 AM UTC
Nobody is pure.
Everything is broken or simulated.
Who can show me truth
In a handful of dust?
Trust yourself, if you will
But beware the stealth
Of love that finds you
Sleeping
Nothing is real.
The concept of reality
Died a hard death
Several ages past
Time for tea
Now. Now we will take
Tea together and talk
About sapphires, garlic,
Mules.
Tell me about the robot
Mules back home....
On your planet
Things seem to be so faux lately.
Everyone sounds like Siri to me.